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A Ghastly Experience

The clock tick non-stop of the computer table beside the monitor as I typed on the keyboard non-stop to reply a few other friends message thru msn messenger. I once a while turn to my back to see out of the windows which had been a habit since I'm active chatting online some years ago... The backyard is dark at nite as the light is spoilt and I never bother to repair it.

"We don't go to the back so often" says my mum when I suggested to repair it. So, we leave it as it is.

The nite was humid and dry without any breeze of cool wind to stop my sweat from wetting all over my body and all I can get is just the table fan whizzing left and rite as it supposed to be. That little fan does no help to bring down the room temperature but it does makes me more irritated with the hot guzz of winds blown to me...

I've already been surfing on the net, chatting online with some outstation and oversea friends for about 2 hours ler...

"Maybe it's a good time for a stick" I thought to myself.

Without needing an answer for that lil' question, I get up from my chair and proceed to the dining room to get my ciggarette which I've left it there. I had my previous stick at the dining room after dinner over a cup of hot and fragrance nescafe which my mum made me everyday. Flick the lighter and light the ciggarette in not more than a moment one need to blink his eyes. it's a natural. I've been smoking for many years already.

With the ciggarette lighted and puffing away happily, i took a glance of the living room to make sure my mum is there watching her routined serial drama. She replied to me when I called her. That was just for fun... Once a while, I would just shout out for my mum and she knows that I'm just playful.

I returned to my furnace and closed the door. Hopped to the chair and return to wat was I doing just now... All the while, my ciggarette is either on the ashtray on the computer table, or on my lips, puffing away. It doesn't take long to realise that the flame is already near my lips as I can feel the heat intensely on my lips and the smoke smelled different too.

Without looking at the ciggarette but on the screen, the ciggarette is being disposed into the ashtray which was forgotten after a short while. My hands then returned to the keyboard and keep itself busy typing away replies on the keyboard without noticing something was different now.

Temperature started to drop as chill winds start blowing thru the windows to the room. My hair behind my neck and arms stands when wind touched me. I sensed something behind but I did not want to turn around to conform my senses. But somehow, it's really weird with the sudden drop of temperature of the breeze that now I experience and I'm sure it's not natural.

I therefore, chant a string of prayers in my heart and brave myself for the surprise that are behind me. Such occurence are nothing strange to me, but I've never had them here at home. My own nest of comfort. And I'm sure I'll never let anything cause havoc in my house. Not in my home sweet home.

So, after hesitating a while, I turn my chair and I saw a blur figure standing at the black backyard of my house. I could make out the figure as a woman from the long hair(very common from horror story, rite). And a sleek figure she once had when she was alive. There wasn't much features on her face as the long hair blocked most of the lights from the neighbour. But then, no mistake it's a woman and I'm quite sure of it.

It stood there for a moment and I observed it for quite a while before I spoke. I do not want any trouble with such things at the moment and therefore, I was quite stern with my words.

"If you do need any help, I do not think I can be of any" I told her.

"It's better you leave now peacefully and not disturb or disrupt anyone's life as we do not belong to the same kind and it's better to leave each other's life at peace." I said, after a short pause from the previous sentence.

I look at her sternly still sitting down on my chair without budging a single inch. Freezing breeze still lingers on the air around me and my hairs on my body are standing now. I wasn't wearing any shirt as it was a hot night. I do not really like such breeze as they only bodes ill.

She kept standing there silently and after a few minutes, it was gone in a flash. Just dissapear to thin air just like that in the blink of an eye.

And I just turn around continuing what I was doing just now and forget this matter totally.

Cheers
Andy aka Shackks